“How do you think?” I knew you weren’t here but I’ve got used to asking. However, the air cannot answer for you. Habits are like a scar that will never be healed. As long as I start to miss you, the pain is tearing my soul.
I developed extra photographs so that you can preserve them well. And one more sweater was also prepared for you. But how can I keep for you the temperature of a hug when you feel lonesome?
I don’t want you to be alone. To float in life alone. I don’t want you to suffer those stormy moments on your own. I don’t want you to sustain cruel of the world singly. I don’t want tears accompany you permanently.
After you were gone, the vestige of love became ruin. You cup, gloves and laughter were left. In the end, you took away your frailty and innocence. And still, the person that I can’t let go. In the future you may find someone else, who know you and treat you better. Next trip of love, you must be happier and more gorgeous.
I don’t want you to be alone. To float in life alone. I don’t want you to suffer those stormy moments on your own. I don’t want you to sustain cruel of the world singly. I don’t want tears accompany you permanently.
“How do you think?” I knew you weren’t here but I still asked. For that I have been used to your eyes with content. In the very end if only I have one possibility to wish, That you must live happily ever after, That fate will lead you to a whole new journey, which head to happiness. Do not look back, just go ahead to pursuit. Please forget that I am still alone.